The argument behind him continued to escalate. The demon guards and the old prisoner were now completely engrossed in their heated exchange, neither side willing to back down. Their attention was no longer on the unfamiliar maid standing among them. Ellio knew this was the opportunity he had been waiting for.
Without making a sound, he slowly pushed the food cart aside and slipped away from the group. His footsteps were careful and light, barely making a sound against the cold stone floor. Only after he had put a safe distance between himself and the guards did he finally allow himself to move faster.
The Underground Dungeon was far larger than he had imagined. Rows upon rows of iron cells stretched endlessly before him, each one imprisoning demons who had long since lost hope. The narro
